บท 68: Blushing Like a Fool

Elara's skin was still tingling as she stepped away from the camera, her face aching from hours of forced smiles and seductive smirks. The photoshoot was finally over thank the gods but the weird, fluttery feeling in her stomach? That was still there, stubbornly refusing to leave.

And she knew exactly why.

Amara Lyselle, the bane of her current existence, had been staring at her the entire shoot, making her hyper-aware of her every move. It wasn't just casual glances either; it felt like Amara's eyes were glued to her, tracking her every step, every pose, every single moment like she was some kind of fascinating experiment.